A insightful look into mothering children, surviving children, and a woman's life in general. Written by an in the trenches mother of three who's simply trying to dodge shrapnel and raise three fairly well adjusted human beings. Put on your flack jackets and enter the fray.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Even in high heels

It never ceases to amaze me how strong people really are.Take my mom for example.My Daddy was ill most of my life, in and out of hospitals for surgeries and tests and procedures. I remember the first trip when I was eight and the last almost two years ago.My mother stood as solid as a rock with scared children clutching her for support, with my father looking to her to handle it, with the world weighing heavy on her shoulders.She did it with style, with grace, and with a smile.Not to imply she did it perfectly. My brother and I still have the residual after effects of growing up with a seriously ill parent, but she protected us as best she could, and, for the most part, we're normal, well adjusted people.Well, I am. My brother's a chauvinistic capitalist pig. But he was that way to start, so I can't really blame her for how he turned out.I find myself looking to her example right now, faced with my husband's impending surgery, three children that are still babies, and know that I will never compare to her in handling it. But I learned a lot watching her juggle the impossible and make it look doable.Not easy, but feasible.A friend of mine has a seriously ill husband. And three small children herself, and she's at the point of wondering if she can put one foot in front of the other just one more time. And I find myself thinking of my mama, and her two children clutching her skirts, silently begging her to make it all right.And somehow, she did.Somehow, I will.And so will my friend.A lot of things are left out of that mother's instruction booklet that we are handed along with aslimy, screaming newborn. But one thing is in there that a mama should never forget.When push comes to shove, we can move mountains.Even in high heels.

2 comments:

Beautifully written !~ my heart aches for both of you ladies and your families. I love you guys like sisters and I cannot shake this lump in my throat nor stop the tears that fall from my eyes ~ I wish all the best for you and your kids while your hubby goes through another surgery and to our friend I can only offer positive thoughts and prayers that it will all work out in the end !! Muahhhhhhhhhhhh ~ hugs and kisses to my sisters

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I'm a 30 something of three small children who rule my life with chubby, iron fists. I've been married to my husband for 14 years (the longest fourteen years of my life! LOL!) and have four pets, all named after alcoholic beverages.